<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22115218</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:05:10.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BabyPink</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cindyiskindgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22115218/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyiskindgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BabyPink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517380626673452399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aP7X4yFv1dI/ScDfxQGFYOI/AAAAAAAAABs/3vfpbQMLjBg/S220/Love.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22115218.post-479487584078459782</id><published>2009-06-11T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T09:08:53.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About My Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd June 2009, Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is &lt;strong&gt;My Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;, I was happy actually but my parent asks me to work for them from morning to night and I was so sad today. :(&lt;br /&gt;I actually think that my family doesn’t intend to celebrate My Birthday but it is not until us closing they tell me that, they will celebrate My Birthday at AMK Centre below one of the coffee shop and eat seafood with my Judy aunt, Steven yi Zhang, Tracy Jie and her children’s, Ivy Jie with her husband and children’s. When I received my Present and Hong Bao from my relatives, I was so happy today. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22115218-479487584078459782?l=cindyiskindgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22115218/posts/default/479487584078459782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22115218/posts/default/479487584078459782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyiskindgirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/about-my-birthday.html' title='About My Birthday'/><author><name>BabyPink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517380626673452399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aP7X4yFv1dI/ScDfxQGFYOI/AAAAAAAAABs/3vfpbQMLjBg/S220/Love.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22115218.post-3831981234525082622</id><published>2009-04-29T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T09:14:55.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My smallest nephew full month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;25 April 2009, After 5p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today is my 2nd cousin Tracy smallest son Trio advanced full month celebration. I and my mum, brother came at 7p.m plus, we went to see baby. He is so cute. :) ! : D After seeing baby, I went to greet my family members and then I go and look for my nieces and nephews to play with them. An hour has been past I and my nieces, nephews went to the room and play marked attendant. It was so fun. :) I went out to get some food to eat. After eating I went to talk to chat with my family and me also carrying the baby. AH! This is my first time carrying baby! I was so afraid I will drop the baby, so I carrying the baby in a proper way. After carrying the baby I went to the living room and watch channel U (idol drama). While I watch until half way, my mum already keep asking we to go off already. :( It was a happily and fun day..! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22115218-3831981234525082622?l=cindyiskindgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22115218/posts/default/3831981234525082622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22115218/posts/default/3831981234525082622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyiskindgirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-smallest-nephew-full-month.html' title='My smallest nephew full month'/><author><name>BabyPink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517380626673452399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aP7X4yFv1dI/ScDfxQGFYOI/AAAAAAAAABs/3vfpbQMLjBg/S220/Love.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22115218.post-395979848115826650</id><published>2009-03-28T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T09:17:26.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Halo people, this is Angeline. I am actually helping Cindy do her blog and I bet she is just sitting down,relaxing. lol..&lt;br /&gt;anyways,all credits go to me.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy,if you are reading this, U OWE ME HORR..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22115218-395979848115826650?l=cindyiskindgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22115218/posts/default/395979848115826650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22115218/posts/default/395979848115826650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyiskindgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-this-is-angeline.html' title=''/><author><name>BabyPink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517380626673452399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aP7X4yFv1dI/ScDfxQGFYOI/AAAAAAAAABs/3vfpbQMLjBg/S220/Love.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22115218.post-7386266070795433475</id><published>2009-03-26T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T09:18:30.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chalet Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15 March 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today me and my brother supposed to meet my relative at 2p.m in Aranda Country Club, but when I woke up,it was around 2pm plus. I quickly rushed to prepare my things and then we left at 3p.m , so we had to walk really fast to the MRT Station and took a train to City Hall. After 20minutes, we finally reached City Hall and we had to change to East-West line train to Pasir Ris. After 27minutes,we reached Pasir Ris and took bus 315 to Downtown East.&lt;br /&gt;Travelling was really troublesome and tiring,but overall we had fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22115218-7386266070795433475?l=cindyiskindgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22115218/posts/default/7386266070795433475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22115218/posts/default/7386266070795433475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyiskindgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-chalet-day.html' title='My Chalet Day'/><author><name>BabyPink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517380626673452399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aP7X4yFv1dI/ScDfxQGFYOI/AAAAAAAAABs/3vfpbQMLjBg/S220/Love.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22115218.post-1756233638234700261</id><published>2009-03-19T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T09:22:41.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My working Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;14 March 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my first time taking order for a customer. I was so nervous that I mistook a table order. :( My manager was very angry n disappointed in my performance and he asked me to go to the kitchen to do runner. When I was about to dock off, my manager came up to me and told me that I can't do this job. He said he received complains from customers about me saying that I know how to do the job but scared of doing it wrongly. The customer also complained that my attitude was very bad. I was so sad that my tears just burst out! :( After my manager said that I could go, I walked quickly to the locker room and change to my clothes and walked faster to the toilet and cry! :(&lt;br /&gt;It was such a bad day for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22115218-1756233638234700261?l=cindyiskindgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22115218/posts/default/1756233638234700261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22115218/posts/default/1756233638234700261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cindyiskindgirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/14-march-2009-title-about-my-working.html' title='My working Day'/><author><name>BabyPink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16517380626673452399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aP7X4yFv1dI/ScDfxQGFYOI/AAAAAAAAABs/3vfpbQMLjBg/S220/Love.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
